9/3/15

Dear Diary,

My Melbourne mate Myles and Anita have rabbits. Two of them. They are cute little things and totally adorable but they are also noisy nocturnal monsters. I’m crashing on the couch for my time in Melbourne which I have no problem with, I’ve crashed on loads of friends uncomfortable couches over the years, from uncomfortable ones with springs digging into places where they shouldn’t to comfortable couches that fold out into uncomfortable beds, I’ve slept on them all without issue. But trying to sleep with these rabbits free roaming around the loungeroom is adding something else into the mix that I have never had to deal with before. The general free roaming of the house is not something I have an issue with, I think its great they have as much space available to them as possible, and even the rustle they make when they use the litter tray is understandable and fine (I don’t know how they trained the rabbits to use a litter box but it was a stroke of genius on their part), but the near constant gnawing of the couch I’m trying to sleep on throughout the night is something of an annoyance to put it mildly. The jumping visits from curious rabbits onto the top of the couch is acceptable, they just want to see what this new object in the house is, even if they won't let you pat them for more than a moment before springing off you with their bruise inducing powerful back legs. But the grinding down of the couch right from under me by two little monsters with big pointy teeth WHILE I TRY TO SLEEP ON IT is a little difficult to take. Sleep is difficult to come by and the next morning, as I mumble pleasantries to Myles and Anita before they go to work and tell lies about how well I slept last night, I’m a bit tired and grumpy so I decide to have an easy day today.

It’s the opening of the Moomba festival in Melbourne today but I forgo the bright and colourful festivities and instead find a nice local park sit in the shade and read a book and recharge the batteries for a while.

Late in the day, when I’m less grumpy, I decide to treat Myles and Anita to a roast dinner as a thank you for letting me crash with them and have it ready for them when they come in from work. The rabbits are underfoot as I bumble around the kitchen and I briefly wonder what roast rabbit would be like but decide to give those walking scarves one more chance.

After dinner I try to convince Anita and Myles to watch the scoreboard tick over on the England V. Bangladesh game but despite my setting up the story “It’s effectively a playoff for fourth place, and England MIGHT lose!!!) they veto the idea and we settle in for a ‘Game of Thrones marathon instead. That's cool, It’s a great show and I’ve never seen it, but I must remember to check the score of the other complex and intriguing game I’m interested in tomorrow.



"Look for the ridiculous in everything and you will find it." Jules Renard - (1864 - 1910)